On love and work.

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I have heard a whole lot of people saying that they love their job. I have been doing interviews of very junior doctors.

Yes, there was a time when I loved my job. It would not have even crossed my mind not to come in.

I really like my job, don’t get me wrong. It shits me sometimes. Sometimes I hate the people I work with, don’t we all? They might even hate me sometimes, too.

I love my husband. I love my mum. I love dogs (esp. staffordshire terriers), chocolate, the smell of jasmine and sunrises. I love trashy women’s magazines. I have made friends with running and am growing to love that, too. I love to do my oil painting classes. But do I love my job? No, probably not. Not at the moment anyway. I love that I get paid a decent wage for it. I can go on holidays, which I love.

I would be really upset if I weren’t able to do my job anymore. It is a big part of my identity. I have just learned that it is not the most important thing in life.

What do people think? What do they love? Is their job on that list?

3 responses »

  1. I certainly don’t love my day job but I love my coaching job (shame I can’t make a living from it)

    I love the smell of Jasmine too, there is a big bush of it at the bottom of Anderson St on the tan. I love summer, I love trashy chick books (Maryanne Keyes is a genius) as much as I love Camus and more serious tomes, I love my puddy cats, I love jeans and sneakers and a cold glass of sav blanc and most if all I also love chocolate 🙂

  2. Yes, my job is on that list because I specifically went out to figure out what I love to do and am doing my best to make a living of it, and design was it. 🙂 I do my best to make positive choices in my life, my career is definitely one of them as it’s such a big part of my life.

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